Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1: Dialogue under the stars

　　 The sun at dusk has a trance-like beauty. It falls through the gaps in the clouds, precipitating a breath of laziness. The intricate tombstones dragged out long and narrow shadows under the dim sunset, creating a different atmosphere.

　　 Not far away, beside a lush white poplar tree, a man with cotton candy-like messy white hair was standing there holding a little girl. There is no doubt that this is a pair of father and daughter who are sweeping the grave.

　　 What Maca noticed just now was the back of the girl with light gold hair and waist length.

　　 Of course, Maca is not a pedophile, and he has no interest in a girl who looks at most in her early ten years old-although he is about the same age now. It's just this long hair, but it exudes a shining halo in the sunset, that unique scene is really hard to ignore.

　　Maca couldn't help but glanced a few more times, but it was nothing more. He paused, then immediately looked away, and walked to town with his suitcase.

　　 just in the few steps he was about to step out of the tomb ring, he vaguely heard the man's voice.

　　 "Luna, let's go back too, it's getting late."

　　 Luna? Long light blonde hair? In the depths of Maca's mind, a flash of light flew across a few words that seemed a bit obscure as time passed.

　　 "Isn't it so coincidental?"

　　Maca stopped again, hesitated in place, and dived into the bushes by the road—he wanted to go back and check.

　　 When Maca returned from the woods to the cemetery, Luna and his daughter had already left. He deliberately moved to the place where the two men stood just now, and looked down at the tombstone.

　　 "Pandora Lovegood... Lovegood, it should be right." Maca pondered for a moment, then ran away, "Finding an active wizard to ask for directions, obviously blinder than himself Chuang wants to come much better, maybe I can borrow her fireplace to use it! What is the thing called? Fly...Flying stove powder?"

　　 "That... Mr. Lovegood, wait a moment!"

　　 The father and daughter obviously did not go fast, or, fortunately, they haven't left with magic yet, allowing Maca to catch up.

　　 "Hmm, may you be?" Luna's father, Xenofilius, turned his head and asked suspiciously as he looked at Maca who hurried towards them.

　　 "Oh, yes." Maca quickly ran up to the father and daughter, taking advantage of the gap between her breath and sorting out her clues, and then continued, "I am a fan of your editor-in-chief magazine. , You know, I like the article very much, it adds color to my life."

　　 Actually, Maca can't even remember what the magazine is called, but that doesn't prevent him from using this as a starting point for a conversation.

　　 "Well... the horned snorer, yes, the horned snorer. I hope you know that I have always believed in their existence, although I have not been able to find them." Maca tried to recall the dust. He captured all the scattered fragments that he could think of, and threw them as a bargaining chip to the father and daughter standing in front of him.

　　 "Oh, a companion."

　　 Luna's tone was a little dazed, but her silver-gray eyes stared at Maca's face unblinkingly. It can be seen that she has some interest in Maca.

　　 "Haha, thank you for your support, my dear little reader." Xenofilius nodded happily, looking very happy.

　　Maca, upon seeing this, immediately promoted his ability to climb at the sight of a pole, piled up a smile on his face, and chatted with Xenofilius with an excited expression, as if he was really the loyalty of the magazine The same for readers.

　　 Believe me, it's not difficult. Just follow the topic of the horned snorer and let Xenofilius speak, and then he will echo it from time to time to keep the conversation going.

　　 Three figures, one large, two small, drifted away on the road, and laughter continued on the way. This time, the conversation was obviously very successful.

　　 Finally, Maca was not unexpectedly invited to the Lovegood’s house and planned to live there for some time. This is just because he "coincidentally" and "inadvertently" revealed that he will enroll in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on September 1 this year.

　　 If nothing happens, Luna will be enrolled in another year, and Maca will naturally become her senior.

　　 "I will trouble you to take care of your school girl next year, Mr. Maca." Xenofilius touched Luna's hair and grinned. "Come on! It looks like today's Dinner can be a little richer than usual, we want to welcome your seniors in advance!"

　　 I have to say that from this "very hearty" dinner, it can be seen that the economic situation of Lovegood's family does not seem to be very good. But this is not too important to Maca, he is not a person who likes luxury. For him, poverty and hunger are the norms of childhood.

　　 Not to mention, on this small table in front of me, there are many ingredients that Maca has never seen before. Although some are a little strange, they have a different flavor and are full of portions.

　　 What Maca particularly likes, is the soup made from a kind of aquatic creature called "Large-mouthed ball fish". It is indeed a very delicious delicacy. Of course, their meat is not very good. It is estimated that the amount of exercise is too large, which makes the meat too old, and there is a strange smell of soil.

　　 "Are you full, kid?" Xenofilius saw Maca put down the spoon in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "Perhaps, how about you also have a glass of Gordigan tea?"

　　 "Oh, thank you, I think I'm eating too much." Maca touched his chubby belly and said embarrassedly, "You don't mind if I go out for a walk?"

　　 "Of course, you can ask Luna to accompany you around here. It's safe and the air is great." Xenofilius shrugged, "And I'm afraid I have to do it for tomorrow's work Some preparations, you know, write a manuscript or something."

　　 "Luna, I wonder if I can invite you for a walk?" Maca turned her head and looked at the girl who was in a daze.

　　 "Huh?" Luna turned her head when she heard the sound, "What? Oh, of course, we can also talk about some other magical creatures..."

　　 "Yes, yes, I think it’s a good choice to talk about unicorns. They are said to be famous among Muggles." Maca smiled and stood up, put on his coat, and then pulled away behind him. The door in the distance.

　　Everything else here is pretty good, but the room is a bit too crowded, which reminds him of the small attic where he lived for three years.

　　 The evening air is still so familiar, but the air here is much cleaner than Tymo Lane in Torpoint, after all, the Lovegood's house was built on a hillside.

　　The broad field of vision and the sky full of stars have made Maca’s eyes blurred. Perhaps Luna’s character is not unrelated to this kind of living environment!

　　 "It's beautiful here, there is a feeling of freedom."

　　 Here, there is no obstruction that will block your footsteps. Maca walks forward with the feeling and casts his eyes on the endless night sky.

　　 Luna, who was talking to herself about the topic of mistletoe and the hook, stopped talking abnormally after hearing this, stared at Maca, and then turned her gaze too Among the stars in the sky.

　　 "Luna, you see, there is a smell of freedom here, do you smell it?" Luna said softly, her tone of confusion seemed to be greater than usual.

　　 "What?" Maca was shocked when he heard the words, then blinked as if remembering something, "Oh, yes, did your mother say that?"

　　 "Mom likes it too, she often pulls me out to watch the stars when she is resting." Luna nodded, she couldn't see anything from her expression, but certain things were obviously not that easy Let people be relieved.

　　Maca nodded, he vaguely remembered that Luna's mother had passed away, maybe not too long before now. Of course, he also thought of his mother, from this life and from the previous life.

　　 "It is said that the position and trajectory of the stars can be used as a basis for prediction. Those horsemen seem to be very good at this."

　　Take Maca himself as an example. He believes that at this time, instead of saying “I’m sorry about this” or “I’m sorry”, it’s most correct to avoid it lightly. The choice, but Luna is obviously not that kind of ordinary girl~IndoMTL.com~ But her mother has passed away, just last year, because of a spell that made a big mistake. "Luna did not take the topic that Maca handed over, but continued to speak on her own.

　　 "That's really scary. I have been sad about this. But I can't make my dad worry. I think he might be more sad than me, so I can't cry."

　　Maca listened to the girl's lower and lower whisper, and touched the envelope that he had been holding in the pocket of his coat again, a thought flashed in his head that made him raise his eyebrows.

　　 "My mother also passed away. I think I kind of understand the feeling you said, but I'm thinking, maybe this doesn't mean we can never see my mother anymore." Maca thought for a while. Then continued, "The principle of magic has always been vague, if we can study it more thoroughly..."

　　 Luna finally has some ordinary expressions on her face, but that's probably not a surprise because of this idea.

　　 "Once you make a mistake, it will become dangerous." Luna's voice is still very soft, but the trance is gone.

　　 "Uh, I think you are right." Maca rubbed his forehead awkwardly.

　　 Luna stared at Maca for a while, but smiled a little. She pursed her mouth, and added a soft sentence: "But this is indeed a way."

　　 Although the night breeze was refreshing, it was still a bit cooler after all. Maca shrank and wrapped his coat firmly. He waved to Luna, greeted her to go back to the house together, and then turned and walked to the house built like a chess piece. Luna stood behind, looking at Maca's back, and then pursed her lips.

　　 "Wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind." Luna's words were as inaudible as she was talking to herself.